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Tuesday Morning Haiku

morning’s grace

bearing so much potential

dawn reaches my eyes

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Morning Mists

morning autumn mists

gracefully flow through the firs

stretching the sunlight

Created with Adobe Spark, Font: Lora

night’s tranquility

Jupiter’s song to the stars

welcoming my dreams

Created in Adobe Spark. Font: Amatic SC

Monday Morning

as the sun rises

dawn’s light graces the hemlocks

Monday’s potential

Monday Morning Haiku

as the sun rises
dawn’s light graces the hemlocks
Monday’s potential

Monday mornings present unique challenges, but it’s not that hard to find beauty.

Created with Adobe Spark, font: Abril Fat Face.

Mountain Sunset

night moving westward

the sky brightening briefly

this cool autumn air

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As Day Becomes Night

as day becomes night

and the hemlocks fade from view

the song of wind chimes

This is an experiment with animations in Adobe Spark. I like how this turned out. What do you think?

Nice Weather For Ducks: Today’s Musical Interlude

Weather for October 4, 2020
It’s looking like rain

Looking like it will be a damp and dreary day. A lovely day for ducks, methinks. Which often makes me think of this song by the British electro-pop duo, Lemon Jelly.

I do find the song delightfully charming. I’m deeply grateful to John Richards at KEXP for introducing me to this song, along with so many other great ones.

Scent of Old Books

scent of old books: a haiku
scent of old books: a haiku

scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano

I spent many hours of my mid-twenties wandering Seattle’s bookstores and coffee shops. Fond, fond memories. Though a challenging time, mainly financial, I enjoyed that time. Traveling into Seattle became more and more challenging over the years since I returned to Lynnwood. It looks dramatically different, and I haven’t been down since the pandemic started. Puget Sound’s north end holds its charms, too. Just different ones. Evolutions, I guess.